MisaLaVan
Make me your queen, fuck me like your whore.
- Joined
- Nov 12, 2013
- Location
- NeverEverLand
The world seemed to be standing still, almost as if the world had been frozen. The castle looked so small from where Maylee Randell sat on her white mare. Maylee Randell was the 16 year old daughter of King Adam Randell and Queen Isabel Randell. It was the first time in weeks the princess had been let out side the castle walls. There had been sometime of disagreement between her father and a neighboring king. She was unsure what the disagreement was, after all she was just a princess. Her guards were not far away, one of horse back and a few on foot.
Letting out a sigh her green orbs looked out toward the country side before her. She missed the days she and her personal guard could just go out and ride with out worry. The wind picked up making her light brown hair fly around her face. Her long legs hugged the side of her mare setting her in motion. Her body moved gentle along with the horses. Her breast having a slight bounce as they moved along. She could hear her guards call out for her, but she did little more then look back over her shoulder at them. The mounted guard could easily get to her if need be.
Letting out a sigh her green orbs looked out toward the country side before her. She missed the days she and her personal guard could just go out and ride with out worry. The wind picked up making her light brown hair fly around her face. Her long legs hugged the side of her mare setting her in motion. Her body moved gentle along with the horses. Her breast having a slight bounce as they moved along. She could hear her guards call out for her, but she did little more then look back over her shoulder at them. The mounted guard could easily get to her if need be.